After time travel, he devoted himself to helping his father with his career.

"I didn't know there was a Knowledge Building in the capital!"

After Yang Tingxuan told him that someone was plotting against Yang Haofei, Yang Tingxuan actually focused on Zhiqulou!

Mingjia wanted to roll her eyes, but before she could move her eyes, she felt something was wrong.

"Uncle Yang, you're not surprised at all. It seems you know about this?"

Yang Tingxuan smiled and nodded. How could the direct grandson who grew up next to Marquis Dingyuan be someone who could be easily deceived.

When Ming Jia saw that Yang Tingxuan really nodded and admitted, her shoulders suddenly slumped.

"Sure enough, the young master who was raised carefully by the Marquis is no fool!"

Mingjia leaned back slowly and praised the Hou Mansion in a neutral tone.

Why does Yang Tingxuan feel that Ming Jia's mood is not right today?

[It’s only been a few days since I last met in the capital. Mingjia’s aggressiveness today is almost the same as when we first met! 】

Yang Tingxuan secretly thought about the reason why Ming Jia was so abnormal. After several guesses, Yang Tingxuan still turned his attention to Ming Jun.

Ming Jun had just recovered from the shyness of Yang Tingxuan saying that he liked his son-in-law very much, when he saw the questioning look from his prospective father-in-law.

Ming Jun: "..."

Ming Jun couldn't talk to Yang Tingxuan because Ming Jia felt that everything had not gone well for him in the past two days, and he only had some ideas in the afternoon, and now he had no chance.

"Uncle Yang, the post you just mentioned is just one of them, what else is there?"

Mingjun had no choice but to lead the topic elsewhere, and it was definitely not a trivial matter that would make Yang Tingxuan come to the door in person.

"Although my mother's birthday party has been cancelled, many posts were sent out early in the morning, and some relatives came to visit her!"

"Haofei's aunt brought news that the old father of the Minister of Industry has been ill for a long time and may not survive this spring."

Yang Tingxuan was appointed as the minister of the Ministry of Works. He had not yet reported to the Ministry of Works to submit the imperial edict after entering the capital, so he did not know much about the Ministry of Works at present.

However, when Yang Tingxuan has just reported for office and has not yet secured his position as Minister of the Ministry of Industry, if his immediate boss returns home, Ding You...

"Uncle Yang, are you worried that Xu Shangshu thinks you have defeated his father?"

"Pfft~!"

As soon as Ming Jia's words came out, Yang Tingxuan had no reaction, but Xie Boyuan had already spit out a mouthful of tea!

"Cough~! Cough~! Sorry! Cough~!"

Xie Boyuan hurriedly wiped the tea from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief, and did not forget to turn around and say sorry to Yang Tingxuan!

But everyone present had a little question in their hearts:

Is Mr. Xie apologizing because he was rude? Or are you apologizing because you feel that as Mingjia's master, you are not strict in your teaching?

"Uh... I'm sorry! Uncle Yang, I was a little out of my mind today!"

Before Xie Boyuan's coughing stopped, Ming Jia had already apologized to Yang Tingxuan.

The moment Ming Jia said the words, she felt that she had gone too far and couldn't mistake the venomous tongue for humor!

"Uncle Yang wants to gain a foothold in the Ministry of Industry as soon as possible and needs the support of the current Minister of Industry, so he wants to ask Chuanwu and Fang Hai to treat his illness?"

Mingjun continued to come out to smooth things over. At this moment, Mingjun also noticed that something was wrong with Mingjia's mood.

"Chuan Wu was able to save the old lady because he is a poison doctor. If it is an ordinary disease, how can these two children be more professional than the doctor from the Imperial Hospital!"

In Mingjun's heart, Chuanwu and Fang Hai are Mingjia's private property, so how can they just lend them out!

After hearing Ming Jun's words, Yang Tingxuan nodded helplessly, and then quickly shook his head.

"I do need the support of Lord Shangshu, but it can also be the support of the next Lord Shangshu. I just don't know the situation and I don't know what to do!"

Xie Boyuan's cough finally stopped, and his breathing stabilized after choking.

"I understand what you mean. News will be released in the capital tomorrow. My disciple will take my pulse case and go to Dianzhou to seek medical treatment!"

"Based on my pulse, the miracle doctor sent two direct disciples who specialize in my condition to Beijing."

"These two kids are so impressive! On the first day they entered the capital, they actually rescued Marquis Dingyuan's wife first!"

Xie Boyuan packaged up the origins of Chuanwu and Fang Hai as if telling a story. As for whether the Minister of Industry would go to the Taifu Mansion to seek medical treatment, that was something Yang Tingxuan had to consider!

When Yang Tingxuan heard Xie Boyuan's words, his face blossomed and he quickly expressed his gratitude to Xie Boyuan.

"Thank you so much, Yang, for your help..."

"I am of the same generation as your father!"

Yang Tingxuan originally wanted to say some words of thanks, but was suddenly rebuffed by Xie Boyuan. Then he thought that Xie Boyuan was really the same generation as his father.

……

silence! Deathly silence!

Mingjun just wants to cover his face now. How should he smooth things over in this situation?

"Master, I see that you have never read the storybook. The story you are telling is not interesting at all. If you want to spread it throughout the capital, you will have to spend some money to find someone to spread it!"

"Besides, your story is too deliberate! Xu Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry is not a fool. He will definitely investigate the rumors."

Just when Mingjun was thinking about how to smooth things over, Mingjia suddenly broke the silence, but Mingjia's words were not easy to answer!

"Oh~! Do you have a better story?"

Xie Boyuan didn't care at all about Ming Jia's rebuttal to him, but was more concerned about Ming Jia's story!

Ming Jun: "..."

【got used to! got used to! Used to it! 】

Mingjun recited a few words silently in his heart. Over the years, Mingjia and his master have always gotten along like this. He just hoped not to scare Uncle Yang.

In fact, Ming Jun didn't know it. When Yang Tingxuan and Ming Jia first came into contact, Ming Jia was even more angry.

"I think the news of the engagement of Miss Six of Dingyuan Hou Mansion should be spread first! Then, the identity of the betrothed man will be slowly spread!"

"On his way back to Beijing, Mr. Yang met a young man who traveled thousands of miles to Dianzhou to seek medical advice for his master!"

"Master Yang admired the young man's talents and character very much. Most importantly, he was moved by the young man's filial piety! In the end, he decided to betroth his legitimate daughter to this young man!"

"It wasn't until he arrived in the capital that Mr. Yang learned that this young man was actually a direct disciple of the current imperial master!"

"The most fateful thing is that the famous doctor brought back by the young man from Dianzhou was originally specialized in treating Taifu's diseases. By chance, he first saved the life of Mrs. Dingyuan Hou!"

"What a fate! It can be said that it is a marriage destined by God!"

Mingjia imitated the tone and movements of the storyteller in the teahouse and repackaged the story. Such a story would undoubtedly be very popular among the people in the capital.

And the focus of the matter is not on the miracle cure, but as long as a person is interested, he can always grasp the information.

Mingjia originally thought she would get two cheers after telling her story, but she found that the other three people were just staring at her.

"Ah? Is there anything wrong with the story I told you?"

"no!"

"No! No! Very good!"

"You are so busy, do you still have time to read your storybook on weekdays?"